Cats

While Cataloguing Catacombs in ancient Kathmandu he chanced upon a Catamaran from nineteen sixty-two. He Categorized Caterpillars in an old Catalpa tree he grabbed a limb that wasn't there it was a real Catastrophe. At night his Cat would Caterwaul out back behind the house but he Categorically denied that he smoked Catnip with the mouse. He had Cattle on his acreage and Catfish in the lake he knew a mighty Catamount who went by the name of Jake. He retired to Catalonia where he grew Catawba grapes but Cataplexy did him in from which there's no escape. With a Catafalque for his coffin inside the Cathedral tall they Catered in a dinner and mourned him one and all.